Monday, August 20, 2007

Drunk

All it takes is a momentary glimpse
Calmed by a few solitary words
And I am subject to your spell again

I follow you aimlessly
At your beck and call
Though you never speak

If your are like wine
Which grows better with time
Then let me wait till you are ready

Wanting to break the curse
Struggling for courage
Waiting for the right opportunity

You are the end of me
Dare I wake from this dream?
As if there was ever a choice

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Still

Call me foolish
But just in the way you look at me
I know what you feel inside
And I can't believe
That you've led me to this point
You've driven me away
And I can't help the anger
The hurt swells inside
My eyes well with tears
My heart slows down
Until it stops beating
You're killing a part of me

When I close my eyes
All I see is your face
And in each gaze I can see
My heart knows what you're not saying
In the stories you don't tell
I know what you're keeping
Within the fears that you hide behind
I know where I stand

In my heart of hearts
I don't want to leave
But in a world where you always have a choice
I have none to take
So what of this now?
The night grows weary
And the tired day peeks in

The letters are still unsent

Monday, August 06, 2007

Sunshine

I woke up this morning
Heavy as a stone
The sun hidden 'round thick clouds
The day was lit up
But the cold mood ushers you back to bed
It's getting harder to breathe
My chest wants to burst
Carrying all the burden in the world
Finding how it is to be defeated by a dream
To be eaten up by a broken heart

Late night driving

The open road takes me away
From somewhere I ought to be

Familiar voices
Knock upon my heart's door
But the answers don't come
Cause I have no courage left
To mingle with replacement people
Or to pretend to be chasing dreams

My hands are cold
My soul is weary
Surrounded by empty seats
Conversations only I can hear
Cause I'm the only one listening

To be helpless for so long
Is to live with a heart half asleep
Forced to move in motion
But without purpose or direction
A banal existence

Where do these roads lead
When my destination is not my destiny
And it feels like there is no end
I ask the questions
I try to live them
Hoping that I will get there
Will I ever get there?
Somewhere, not here